A lightning charge.
Michel Wittmann felt the tank's body, scarred all over. He looked around; of the two battalions of tanks, only 38 remained. One had the misfortune of taking a hit to the tracks and got stuck...
Then it became a target for a concentrated rocket attack and exploded in an instant.
Another was clearly due to a driver's error...
Headed straight for a shaking building, and when it collapsed, it crushed him flat.
"Officer, a piece of bread." A crew member handed him a piece of military bread, and Michel Wittmann didn't stand on ceremony, tearing open the vacuum packaging and biting in.
This stuff, don't expect it to taste good, hard as a rock, just be glad there's something to eat. With a little piece of cheese and beef inside, it was considered not bad.
From this, it was evident that Victor wanted to create as complete a logistical support system as possible for the troops, but this was extremely difficult.
The Mexican Army had a long way to go.
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